The Beauty and the Brain by Natalie Jones novel Chapter 52

Chapter 52 

“Top scorer of SAT,” Dennis said. 

“I’ve finished it for so many days, and you’re just telling me now, and there’s no gift at all. There’s 

no sincerity at all.” Marie was unhappy and kept dissing him. 

“What gift do you want?” Dennis asked. 

“I want you to give me a gift now! And you can’t do it!” said Marie. 

“Now? This…” Dennis’s tone was tinged with embarrassment. 

“If you can’t do it, forget it.” As Marie spoke, she was about to hang up the phone. 

“Then you can go out. I’ll give you a gift.” Dennis said suddenly. 

“Go out? Where am I going?” 

“Go out and get the gift.” Dennis hung up the phone, and a clear car honk came from outside the 

gate. 

Stunned, Marie exclaimed inwardly, “No way!” 

She ran out in her slippers and opened the door of the estate, and there was a familiar Rolls-Royce 

parked at the door. 

The man was wearing a white shirt and rolled up his cuffs, revealing his well-defined forearms. He 

leaned slightly against the car, with one hand in his pocket and the other holding a small and 

delicate box. 

The warm yellow streetlight shone on him, adding a trace of warmth to his cold aura. 

Marie ran over and asked, “When did you come?” 

Dennis smoothed her messy long hair, looked down, and saw her wearing slippers, revealing her white feet. He frowned and asked, “Why didn’t you change your shoes?” 

Feeling embarrassed, Marie curled her toes and said, “It’s okay. I’m not cold. When did you get to Las Vegas?” 

“I just got here.” Dennis said. 

“Oh…” Marle nodded, not knowing what to say. 

Dennis handed her the box tied with the ribbon, “Your gift.” 

Taking the box, Marie shook it and asked, “What is it?” 

Dennis took the box, put it in his hand, and gave it to her, “Open it and have a look.” 

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Marie carefully removed the ribbon and opened the box. It was a pink diamond bracelet, and each 

diamond was cut just right, shining under the streetlights. 

Pink diamonds are rare, and even rarer with the fine quality as these. 

Marie smiled, for she had never received any jewelry in her past two lifetimes. 

When she was a killer before, she only had knives and guns with her. She thought she was different from ordinary girls and didn’t need these shiny little things. 

But when she opened the box and saw the delicate thing shining on the black velvet cloth, her heart 

trembled. 

At that moment, she knew that she, like every ordinary girl, would be happy because of such a delicate gift. 

Dennis put away the box, picked up the bracelet, and put it on her wrist. He looked at it carefully for 

a while and smiled, “It looks good.” 

Marie retracted her arm uncomfortably, lowered her head, and kicked the little stone by her feet, asking, “Anything else? I’m going back…” 

“I have got things to do.” After saying that, Dennis hugged her into his arms. 

Stunned, Marie tried to break free, but her shoulders sank, and his bristly hair brushed against the side of her face. Dennis’s voice was tired, “Don’t move. Let me hug you for a while.” 

However, Marie didn’t move. Dennis chuckled by her ear, “Why are you so obedient now?” 

Marie pushed him away and said angrily, “Go and hold Cullen!” 

Turning around to leave, Dennis grabbed her, took out a document from the car, and stuffed it into her arms. Marie asked, “What’s this?” 

“Another gift for you,” Dennis said. 

When Marie opened it, it turned out to be an internship agreement with KBK! 

Stunned, Marie asked, “Is this for me?” 

Dennis raised his eyebrows. “Then it is for whom? Me?” 

Marie stuck out her tongue and asked, “How did you get it?” 

Dennis smiled, “Never mind. Just go back and sign it. You’ll be the intern of KBK.” 

Marie nodded stupidly and happily, and Dennis asked, “Are you happy now? Let me hug you.” 

Glaring at him, she turned around and ran back to the Estate. 

Seeing that the lights at the girl’s window were on, Dennis drove away. 

The next day, when Marie went downstairs for breakfast, she mentioned it to Old Mr. Pierce, “Grandpa, I’m going to New York for an internship during the summer vacation.” 

Old Mr. Pierce looked at her with a smile and said, “Go ahead. Go to New York with Dennis 

tomorrow.” 

“Grandpa, I didn’t say I was going with him,” said Marie. 

“You didn’t, but he came to pick you up. You even put on the bracelets. A grown woman will leave the family eventually…” The old man said to Edward with a smile. 

“Grandpa! I’m done talking to you!” She lowered her head to eat. 

The old man and Edward smiled happily, and after eating, Marie went back to her room. 

In the afternoon, Jolie Kim came in to help her pack and asked, “Miss, are you really going to New 

York?” 

Marie nodded. “Yes. What’s wrong?” 

“But why do you want to be an intern in KBK? Ms. Olive is working there, and she will bully you.” Jolie was a little worried. 

“Maybe she was the one who would be bullied!” Marie smiled. 

The next day, Dennis arrived at the Spence residence and came to pick up Marie to the airport. 

Old Mr. Pierce was worried and repeatedly reminded, “Marie, take good care of yourself when you get to New York. Don’t make me worry.” 

“Don’t worry, Grandpa. I got it.” Marie agreed. 

“Dennis, I’ll leave Marie to you. Take good care of her for me.” The old man said to Dennis again. 

Dennis nodded. “Don’t worry, Old Mr. Pierce.” 

Old Mr. Pierce held her hand dejectedly and said, “Go ahead. I’ll go to New York to visit you soon.” 

When Marie got into the car, her eyes were a little red. The old man looked like a pitiful little old man, which made her sad. 

Dennis patted her hand and said nothing. 

After landing, Marie was already drowsy after the three-hour flight. 

Dennis drove to an apartment and led Marie into the elevator. She asked, “Where is this?” 

“Glorious Estate, you can stay here first,” Dennis said. 

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“Okay.” Marie followed him in. 

Dennis turned on the light and said, “The second bedroom is for you.” 

Stunned, Marie asked, “The second bedroom? What about the master bedroom?” 

Dennis glanced at her and said, “It is for me.” 

“You live in the master bedroom?” Marie was confused. 

Dennis propped one hand against the door, circled her in front of him, and smiled, “Maybe, you 

want to live in the master bedroom too?” 

Marie pushed him away. Holy shit, why suddenly lived together? She asked, “Dennis, you’re so rich. Surely you have more than one apartment in Glorious Estate, right? Can I live somewhere else?” 

Dennis glanced at her and said, “Sorry, this is my only apartment.” 

“Then I’ll go to the hotel myself!” she said. 

“Ms. Spence, since you have money to stay in a hotel, why don’t you pay me back my three million 

dollars first?” Dennis said. 

She was on the verge of tears. Couldn’t he get past the three million dollars? 

“Then I’ll rent a house myself!” she said. 

“I heard that the top scorer of SAT knows everything except cooking. Do you live by yourself? Are you going to starve to death outside?” Dennis asked. 

She was speechless. She really didn’t know how to cook. 

Dennis walked straight back to the master bedroom and said, “If you don’t want to live in the second bedroom, you’re welcome to move in the master bedroom.” 

Marie immediately picked up her luggage and rolled into the bedroom. After tidying up, she lay down on the bed and fell asleep without realizing it. 

Dennis came out of the bedroom and sat in the living room for a long time. He didn’t see her go out. He opened the bedroom door and saw her curled up on the bed and sleeping soundly. 

Dennis walked over to tuck her in and turned off the air conditioner. New York was still a bit cold at 

this time. 

When Marie woke up in a daze, her stomach growled out of hunger and she called out, 

“Jolie?” 

It was for a while before she remembered that she was already in New York. 

Her clothes were crumpled as she slept. Marie walked into the bathroom to take a shower and changed into a set of home clothes. She walked out of the bedroom barefooted for she could not find 

the slippers. 

The fragrance came from the kitchen, and Marie rubbed her eyes and walked over. She saw the man who was seriously cooking. It was Dennis. 

He was wearing a pair of gray pants and slippers, looking like a good man at home. He skillfully stir-fried and added seasonings. 

Marie was stunned. “Dennis?” 

Dennis glanced back at her, put down the spatula, walked to the kitchen door, and scooped her up. 

“What are you doing?” she asked and kicked. 

Dennis put her on the sofa, looking a little unhappy, “Why don’t you wear shoes?” 

Feeling aggrieved, Marie pouted. “I can’t find the slippers…” 

Dennis was helpless. He had never had a woman here before, so he didn’t expect to prepare women’s slippers. 

“Sit still. After dinner, go to the supermarket and buy one.” Dennis said. 

“Oh, okay.” Marie nodded docilely. 

With the fragrance of the shower on her body, Marie quietly nestled on the sofa. Dennis was in a trance for a while and went back to the kitchen quickly. 

After the dished were ready, Marie ran barefooted to the dining room and sat down. Dennis glared. at her, and she smiled smugly. What could I do without slippers? 

Dennis’ dishes looked good, while Marie thought that he would have made a miserable meal like Emory and the others. 

It tasted good too, and Marie gossiped while eating, “Why do you know how to cook?” 

“I didn’t want to eat steak when I was abroad. So I learned it by myself,” Dennis said. 

“Then did you still cook by yourself when you were back?” asked Marie. 

Dennis rolled his eyes. “There’s a servant.”